Wuwuwu! My Peep-peep Chicken is gone!!
After being revived, Zhou Qiaoling looked heartbroken at her Peep-peep Chicken, whose status had turned red.
"You greedy thing... 'Extreme Greed' really is the perfect name for the Lingxiao Sect!"
Zhou Yue shot her a glance.
"What are you crying for? We'll catch you another one later!"
"Maybe we don't need to... Once we hit level two, we can unlock the Pal Terminal. After building it, we can put the Pal inside to restore its health."
Zhong Yi studied the skill interface for a moment before saying.
"So, our top priority right now is to do quests and level up!"
Following Zhong Yi's suggestion, the four of them finally got on the right track.
In Lu Ze's past life, the lack of detailed tutorials and guidance seemed to be a hallmark of sandbox games.
But Palworld completely defied that expectation.
Not only did it have tutorials and quest guidance, but they were also extremely thorough.
It was so detailed that even opening ESC to check the Survival Guide was included in the initial quests.
Yet, ironically, the notoriously picky players of the previous life not only accepted this somewhat rough-looking offering but actually enjoyed it immensely.
Part of the reason was the strong sense of novelty upon first stepping into the Palpagos continent.
Another part was the tightly interwoven chain of quests in the early stages of Palworld, which gave players a consistently smooth sense of satisfaction.
In more technical terms, the game's pacing was perfectly designed to keep players engaged and eager to explore.
In this life, Lu Ze continued this approach to early quest guidance.
Each quest brought players a progressive sense of novelty and reward, never feeling tedious or boring.
"Collect wood and stone? There’s not enough on the ground to go around..."
"You can chop trees and break rocks! It's just like Minecraft!"
"The next quest is... build a workbench? This, I know!"
"Whoa! Collecting materials and crafting items both give experience—I leveled up again!"
"Craft a stone pickaxe and a stone axe? Tsk, are we really not playing Minecraft?"
"What’s Pal Ore? Used to make Pal Spheres? Got it!"
"Let’s mine more so we can make extra Pal Spheres to catch Pals!"
"How do we assign stat points? Lao Zhong, hurry up and figure it out!"
"Haha! The next quest is to catch a Pal! Here I come, Lamball!"
The four of them chattered noisily and were all thumbs.
They were seasoned Minecraft veterans, so they picked things up quickly, instinctively starting to chop trees and break rocks without needing instruction.
Of course, even if someone had never played Minecraft before, this series of quests would help them quickly grasp core mechanics like gathering materials and crafting tools through hands-on guidance.
In Lu Ze’s past life, Palworld was widely praised by countless players as a "fusion monster" right after its release.
Many of its elements could be found in other games.
For instance, the building and crafting from Minecraft, the tech tree and taming from ARK: Survival Evolved, and the monster design and Sphere mechanics from Pokémon...
But being a fusion monster isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
At least Palworld, this ultimate fusion creation, combined elements in a way that was interesting and fun, and it had a substantial amount of content.
It even added its own innovations, leading to many memorable memes.
But here in the world of cultivation, this wasn’t fusion.
It was innovation.
And it was an unprecedented, highly impressive, brand-new worldview.
Zhong Yi and the others quickly gathered their first batch of materials and crafted twenty-four Pal Spheres on the spot, six for each person.
"This one is for Junior Sister Qiaoling, this one is for Junior Brother Mu, this one is for..."
When he got to Zhou Yue, Zhong Yi couldn’t help feeling a little reluctant.
"Lao Zhou, how about you let Junior Sister Qiaoling catch them instead, and you just watch from the sidelines?"
Based on the quest hints and many details from the catching process, it wasn’t hard to deduce:
Catching a Pal wasn’t a guaranteed success—it involved a certain element of luck.
And when it came to luck, Zhong Yi had his doubts about Zhou Yue.
"Get lost, you jinx!!"
Zhou Yue glared at Zhong Yi in exasperation, snatching the Pal Spheres out of his hands.
Finally getting their Pal Spheres, the four of them stood at the spawn point near the enormous golden eagle statue, looking down.
Below them, on the endless plains, groups of Peep-peep Chickens, Lamballs, and Cattivas were casually wandering around.
The three starter Pals were not very aggressive, and there was little conflict between groups, presenting a dreamy scene.
The four of them were mesmerized.
This was the first time they had truly taken in the Palpagos continent, and the fresh new world left them deeply awestruck.
Looking further into the distance, the enormous World Tree stood in the far-off horizon, its branches and leaves piercing through the sky.
To the west, beyond a yellowish forested mountain range, a towering volcano erupted as lava cascaded down the heavens.
To the east lay an endless snow-white expanse of frost and snow...
Previously, extremely large illusion worlds had existed before.
The cultivators from the Phantom Alliance, at the Nascent Soul stage, had released multiple illusions under the banner of being the "largest."
But they were merely large, nothing more.
Now that Lu Ze had broken through to the Incarnation stage and refined his divine sense with the Supreme Chaos Soul Crystal, creating this vast Pal world was a profound shock for Zhong Yi.
He could already imagine hidden lava tyrants under the volcano, drifting ice overlords across the snowfields, and even the ultimate god beasts dwelling in the World Tree...
With just one glance, infinite anticipation swelled within him!
"Lao Zhong, stop drooling... Time to catch some Pals!"
Zhou Yue laughed and punched Zhong Yi in the back before leaping off the cliff in a confident pose.
"Ouch... That hurt! There’s fall damage here—come down slowly, you guys!!"
Thanks to the countless cyber souls of spirit beasts, the personalities and behaviors of the various Pals in Lu Ze’s Pal world were especially lifelike.
Take Cattiva, for example.
Cattiva was naturally timid but also loved playing pranks.
If it noticed its opponent was a lower level, it would actively show off its attitude.
At that moment, Zhou Yue, having just finished his quest, was only level three.
So this level-four Cattiva was really getting under his skin.
It kept turning back to make faces and spit at him, leaving Zhou Yue grinding his teeth in frustration.
When Lu Ze created the Pals, in addition to basic social traits within their groups, he also randomly generated some Pals with unique personalities.
It wasn’t about stats or attributes—it was simply about making the cyber souls behave more diverse and realistic.
Apparently, the Cattiva in front of Zhou Yue was exactly that kind of existence.

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."